Old Town Road (feat. K. Banks)

Ooh Cartier killem
I was riding with my whore on
My horse and my torch
Down the down the old town Road I aint seen a op in a minute
Lil nigga guess they all got Smoked big racks in the saddle
Little nigga I protect it with a Pole hot days in the sun
But the Ice steady dripping keep me cold

So cold go burr do the race been A spur hit your settlement
Ima let it burn spin you're block like the butter when its churned
And keep spinning till the lock On the safe start to turn
Same thing what I make what I
Take what I earn
Then I tell the bitch take the bag
Take the loot anybody try to stop
You ima start to shoot
Aye sending shots to the sheriff
And the deputy too I give a fuck
What the enemy do
Gone let it loose make him dance
Like a snake in his boot
Start with a jig then he stunt like
A root he gone slide to the left
Slide to the right back two step
With his hands in the sky
Slide to the left he gone slide to
The right back two step
With his Hands in the sky god damn

I was riding with my whore on
My horse and my torch
Down the down the old town Road I ain't seen a op in a minute
Lil nigga guess they all got Smoked big racks in the saddle
Little nigga I protect it with a Pole hot days in the sun
But the Ice steady dripping keep me cold

Barkeep what it do henny black Matter of fact make it two
Throw a quarter hit the juke you Already know how I move
Don't be shy moonshine get you Loose now aye Bulova on my
Wrist got all the fuckin vixens in This bitch ready to choose now
Beg your pardon madam may I Have this dance baby
Like the Way my custom made double cc Belt buckle hold up my Pants
Let it loose make him dance like A snake in his boot
He gone start with a jig and then He stunt like a root
He gone slide to the left slide to The right back two step and put His hands in the sky
Aye slide to the left slide to the Right back two step and put his Hands in the sky
God damn it Bobby Peggy caught A Body
Bounty up on my head no Wonder why the Pinkerton Want me dead

I was riding with my whore on
My horse and my torch
Down the down the old town Road I ain't seen a op in a minute
Lil nigga guess they all got Smoked big racks in the saddle
Little nigga I protect it with a Pole hot days in the sun
But the Ice steady dripping keep me cold